That night we went to the karaoke club. Billy had heard that Mindy was performing, so we were assessing the her quote un quote talents. Billy sat us down. Mindy sang song after song. What a show off. She sang the cute pop songs, and I have to admit that she was pretty damn good. She said she was taking a break to eat a burger, and Billy tapped me on my shoulder.

"What?" I snapped.

"Sing number b25." he whispered. It was my favorite Christmas song ever.

"It's April you moron!" I hissed.

"Come on. You rule this song. And you need a confidence booster." he pointed out. I groaned and walked up to the DJ.

"B25." I said.

"Isn't it a little early-" he asked.

"Play B25 now!" I demanded. He gulped and nodded as I walked on the stage. "Hello everyone. I'm Mandy. I wanted to spread some albeit early Christmas spirit." Mindy smirked. Okay Mandy, don't make a dumbass of yourself. "This is Merry Christmas Kiss my ass by all time low. Enjoy. You told me I was lucky,
To have my chance with you.
Now last year's summer romance,
Is this year's winter blues.
I treated you so nicely,
To jewelry, and champagne,
But you left me empty handed,
Yeah, you left me feeling
Play-ay-ayed

Now I hope you're happy with yourself,
'Cause I'm not laughing
Don't you think it's kind of crappy
What you did this holiday?
When I gave you my heart,
You ripped it apart
Like wrapping paper trash
So I wrote you a song,
Hope that you sing along
And it goes,
"Merry Christmas, kiss my ass!"

They say I'm losing my mind,
I thought that for a while,
I tear down decorations
They remind me of your smile.
I hate that mistletoe,
It makes me think of our first kiss,
You bit my lip, you pulled me close,
And then you taught me how to quit.

Now I hope you're happy with yourself,
'Cause I'm not laughing
Don't you think it's kind of crappy
What you did this holiday?
When I gave you my heart,
You ripped it apart
Like wrapping paper trash.
So I wrote you a song,
Hope that you sing along,
And it goes,
"Merry Christmas, kiss my ass"

So sick of calling,
You won't telephone me,
No, fuck you girl, I'm going out.
I gave you my all,
But our love hit a wall, now,
I'm jingle belling,
And everyone's yelling,
We'll drink 'til the bars shut us down.

Ain't that just what Christmas is all about?

And I hope, hope you're happy with yourself,
'Cause I'm not laughing, (not laughing)
Don't you think it's so damn trashy
What you did this holiday?
(So trashy)
I gave you my heart, (heart)
You ripped it apart
Like the wrapping paper trash (wrapping paper trash)
So I wrote you a song,
Hope that you sing along,
Here it goes,
"Merry Christmas, (bitch), kiss my ass" The crowd cheered. I walked off the stage. Mindy put her hand on the table and sneered.

"That's adorable that you think that you can come here to my karaoke club, sing a Christmas carol, and show me up." she fake laughed. "Isn't it a little early for that?"

"That's how I do." I said.

"If you came here to intimidate me, then you suck at it." She rolled her eyes and walked away. Now that I've gotten under mindy's skin, It's time to kick some grade a ass.